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| Topic Started: Aug 14 2010, 04:22 AM (228 Views) | |
| Post #1 Aug 14 2010, 04:22 AM | Zakksfeld |
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The light wind created the rustling of leaves in the towering trees above. There were children running about as they pleased, breathing life into the area along the dirt paths that stretched every which way. Along them were small buildings that would appear at random intervals - the homes of the inhabitants. On this bright, sunny afternoon, the adults were out of their homes, ready to make the day a worthwhile one. For some, it was as if they were making up for a lost occasion. Quite a number of them were jogging about the trails; a few simply wanted to make use of the nice weather and hang clothes out to dry. Some citizens were constructing more buildings out of wood. There were also those who actively played with their children. All of this: stretched along a section of this odd island that seemed to move around on its own.... For everyone upon it, the notion of a moving island was overall an afterthought, but you could bet a number of civilians kept scenarios, such as the island crashing, in the back of their minds, despite being told that it has yet to crash into anything after so long. The lack of a 'town' feeling caused by the housing locations was weird, but the island's setting felt like a nice, peaceful place to a particular orange-haired young woman who really had no real plans for the day. For her, it was a day of rest… or a day of sightseeing, which seemed to be the case. Her ponytail bobbed along as she journeyed through the long, winding, branching paths. Since arriving on the moving island, Rina Zakksfeld had yet to come across a hotel, or some place for travelers to stay. She had considered that with the island always moving about, the place wouldn't get many visitors, but figured there would still be a place for such an occasion. Carrying a large bag over her shoulder, dressed in a white, violet-striped tube top and a dark vest and cargo pants, the redhead strolled about, admiring the semi-tropical island that so many made their home. Looking about, she commented, “This place, too. It’s way different from Block Town.” She studied the houses. “There isn’t a single block house in the area. …. …What’s with that?” “Every town I’ve been to since leaving Block Town looks completely different from it, …but they all have similarities between themselves. …Is Block Town really that unique of a place?” Of course, Rina never really thought so because she grew up there. Now, however, having the opportunity to see the world, her view was slowly changing with every town she entered. This odd island with hardly any two buildings next to each other was no different in that regard. Trekking along, she stopped as she found, “A juice shop…?” along the path. It had a hut-like appearance from the outside. It was a surprise to see a shop, in a way, but the young woman thought of it as a pleasant surprise - possibly as reassurance of lodgings, somewhere. “Hm. ...Well don't mind if I do~*.” Rina loved fruit juice and thus couldn’t resist the temptation to step inside. And not much longer, she found herself within the structure, eager to sample the different juices they had to offer. |
 
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| Post #2 Aug 14 2010, 05:39 PM | Zakksfeld |
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Stepping into the hut, Rina glanced about, looking over the hut-like building's layout. The place seemed bigger from the inside. The thatched roof from the inside had a wonderful tribal feel, as it should. The place had wooden walls like some of the more recently-built homes on this island - an interesting touch. The bar counter and stools were created similarly with straw covering their tops. “Ah, Hello,” a voice called out to her. Rina turned towards the bar to see a fairly young woman tending to the place. With long, dark hair and an extremely friendly smile, she waved over to young Miss Zakksfeld. "Over here. Have a seat." "...." She looked around again, noticing something that she hadn't paid attention to, prior. The place was empty. The five stools before the bar were all vacant. The redhead approached, "Hey," and, as asked, sat down on the center stool. "...A slow day, today?" she added, folding her arms over the straw counter. The raven-haired employee smiled innocently and replied. "I can't really call it that. Throughout the day, this place gets its fair share of customers. It's more than enough." "Hm." Rina tilted her head ever-so-slightly. "And seeing the energy in their faces after having one of my fruit drinks is really all the thanks I need." "Ah. Well that's good to hear, I suppose." The orange-haired mercenary acknowledged what was said, but had no other words for it. The brunette chuckled. "Anyway, I'm Kibiki." She extended her hand from across the counter. Rina accepted. "I look after the place while the owner's away." Rina blinked, catching what was said. "Rina...." ...She released her grip. Bent over, leaning on the straw counter top, she grinned at Rina, looking up at her. "You're definitely not from around here; I've never seen you around and you don't fit the image of a citizen on this island. ...What's your story?" "A---...." The redhead glanced away, grinning warily. "I can't really say...," she dodged, supposedly. "Huh~...?" Glancing back at Kibiki, "But I can say I'm here on a break. Seeing the island move made me curious, so when I saw houses here, I chose this place to relax instead of where I was headed. Figured I could check out the view from time to time, too." She was actually given a ride to the island via a commercial transport ship through generous pay to the captain. She had no transport of her own. Continuing from where she left off, her tone of voice lowered, along with her head. "The only problem now is I haven't found a single place with a bed to stop and rest. ...Hauh~," she noisily sighed. "A bath would be great~*" "Hmhmhm. Well, for now, how about I getcha what you came here for?" Imagining a nice hot bath in a place like this, Rina, with her eyes closed and her head rested on her arms, was halfway into Lala Land. A blissful expression on her face was the clearest indication of that. Nonetheless, she managed a reply. "Yeah~*, I could do with that~*." Kibiki smiled. "How about I get you the island favorite? I'll be just a bit." "Aren't all of them island favorites~*? Hehe~..." again, having enough of her senses in check to respond. It would be a short while before she would return with the Jus D'Jour. Rina was off daydreaming of a relaxing bath, so for her, time would fly by in no time at all. Unbeknowst to Rina was a beautiful flower growing out of a small pot on a raised shelf behind the counter, blending in with other items. The odd thing was, it was swaying side-to-side very slowly. Possibly due to wind. ...Or not.... |
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| Post #3 Aug 16 2010, 11:10 AM | Zakksfeld |
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Kibiki returned to the counter with the island-favorite fruit drink. Interestingly enough, Rina had passed out, falling asleep over the counter. "She's asleep??" The brunette arched a brow. With a hand on her hip, she mumbled, "I wasn't away long." The pout on her face cleared up as she tapped the redhead on the shoulder. After a few moments, Rina's bluish eyes opened into view. Groggily, she raised her head; saliva drained from her mouth. Wordlessly, Kibiki pointed out the drool. Rina caught on and wiped it away. "Ngh... sorry. I'm just really tired," Rina explained, though it was unnecessary. "I see that." Kibiki didn't bother asking why. She knew what kind of answer she would receive. Instead, with a smile, she handed the customer her orange-tan colored drink, which was presented inside a coconut shell. "Well here. This is Kabella-Tia, a combination of several different kinds of fruit found on this island. It should give you plenty of energy 'til you reach Dakken's place." The drink was received. "..Dakken's place?" Rina took a sip - It was a very tangy, delicious drink. It was hard to pinpoint most of the individual fruits, but there seemed to be traces of guaiba and orange in it. "Yeah! He and others around here built a cabin several years ago. It's for people like yourself to call home while you're around." "! Haaah~*! Seriously!?" ...Apparently, the juice kicked in. |
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| Post #4 Aug 18 2010, 04:53 AM | Zakksfeld |
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"That's great!" she exclaimed. "I almost thought I'd be walking 'til nightfall and still not find one!" Rina was all smiles - verbal confirmation that there did exist a place for her to rest up. It was great news, indeed. "So hey! Where is it, exactly?" Rina asked Kibiki. The brunette pointed towards the fruit drink. Rina looked at it curiously, and soon, she understood the gesture. She chugged the juice down, leaving the glass empty within seconds. "F'wah~...!" Nodding in approval, she thumbed behind herself - the general direction towards the cabin. "When you head out, just keep going straight, past here. Stay on the path and you should reach the cabin in about 10 minutes." "Ten minutes? .... Hmhm. Alright!" Rina clenched a fist, eagerly awaiting the sight of this cabin. "Now that I know it isn't far off, I'm heading out." Rina reached down for her large bag, then stood up, placing the bag onto the stool. Opening it, she pulled out a what looked like a hollow rectangular prism made entirely of Lego blocks. Measurements were 8.5" x 3" x 5". There was no top to it aside from a piece of cloth that was fastened to one of the prism's sides, tied to the other. "...?" Kibiki watched as Rina pulled that out and stared at it. "What's that?" "Hm?" Rina untied a side of the cloth. "My wallet." "---...." |
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| Post #5 Aug 20 2010, 02:33 PM | Zakksfeld |
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-----A little later....----- Rina had departed from the juice bar not too long ago. She had only completed about a minute's worth of walking, but with the various small mounds and slopes ahead, Rina wasn't able to spot the cabin just yet. With the Kabella-Tia fruit drink in her system, she was, and would be, able to walk without any worries over weariness. Instead, as a cool, soft breeze pleasantly brushed by, her mind was bubbling with thoughts on how she would enjoy her time off on this moving island. Too far away from the edges of the island, she couldn't sit and watch as the scenery seemingly drifted by on its own. During her time off, she could, perhaps, rest in bed for some time; maybe practice her combat skills as she was still a bit new to certain elements of them. Specifically, the techniques she created after eating a devil fruit needed a lot of work. Devil fruit powers were new to the girl about a month ago. In that short time, after consuming the Kusa Kusa no Mi and gaining the ability to produce chains from her body, she was able to integrate it into her fighting style. Considering her current line of work, it seemed to be a fitting fruit power to stumble upon. Four minutes in, Rina could see a heavier forested area a fair distance away. "...?" Coincidentally, with the path soon forking to the left, the straight path led right into it. Five more minutes passed, traveling the straight path. It was at that point when she arrived and entered the thick forest... but it was only thick for a short while. Twelve minutes into the journey, the walls of trees thinned down, becoming less condensed. It wasn't long before the orange-haired devil fruit user caught a glimpse of something wooden off to her right side. Upon closer inspection after another quarter-minute, the girl spotted what she had hoped to find. "! ...Is that it?" ((something similar to this)) "Haaa~*...." She awed at what she could see of it. It looked like a really well-built cabin. She realized that the people on the island had to have spent a lot of time and energy on this place. Her guilty conscience weighed in, however. Rina felt a little bad to be stepping foot into such a great place when the homes of the island's population were all wooden-hut hybrids - somewhat decently-sized with thatched roofing, but lower-quality housing than the cabin, itself. "Can I really stay in a place like this...? .... ...." Hesitant, the young woman stood atop one of the branch-littered hills surrounding the cabin. She stared at the lodging intensely as if thinking about or considering something. ...After a couple of minutes, however, she readjusted the bag over her shoulder and finally decided to approach the cabin. Her period of relaxation was about to officially begin. ...after a warm bath. ===================== ======END TOPIC====== ===================== |
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| Post #6 Aug 21 2010, 11:18 PM | Kyuu |
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Rewards Zakksfeld: 1 DP ~  550,000O o /¯¯/_o___o___o___o____o__ \__\¯¯o¯¯¯o¯¯¯¯¯¯o¯¯¯¯¯¯o |
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